Kerchief

And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap, had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap.

Hugo ran from the house, crying to his grooms that they should saddle his mare and unkennel the pack, and giving the hounds a kerchief of the maid’s, he swung them to the line, and so off full cry in the moonlight over the moor.

And mamma in her kerchief, and I in my cap, / Had just settled down for a long winter's nap […]